Of livin’ like you and me.
Whar have you been for the last three years
That you haven’t heard folks tell
How Jemmy Bludso passed-in his checks,
The night of the Prairie Belle?
He weren’t no saint—them engineers
Is all pretty much alike—
One wife in Natchez-under-the-Hill,
And another one here in Pike.
A keerless man in his talk was Jim.